Chapter 139 The Little Squir and the Mother-in-law

In the face of unfamiliar people, there are two problems. Amber is really panicked, not to mention that he is still wandering purposefully. Seeing that there were still six hours to arrive at the time specified by Dongfang Tuo, he was also a little anxious. Then he turned his mind and said, "That's it. Let's say that the more you go in, the more invisible you are. Just now, I came here with my brother-in-law to try my luck. I didn't want to be in a hurry to find the direction pointed out by Xiao Er and actually walked here. I'm really sorry. I'm leaving now. After saying that, he rotated and went back. Of course, he didn't care about the smile on the face of the person behind him.

"Nu, he is a member of the Oriental Mansion."

"Ah?" Zhuo Feng originally saw Amber's sinking eyes and heard the question of the person in front of him. He didn't understand and looked blankly at the Lord who stroked his forehead and sighed: "Lord...husband, husband, did you call me a slave just now?"

Looking at the turbid wind's generous death, and the words he said without any shortcomings, he couldn't help shaking his husband and shook his head with some regret: "Sure enough, it's safer to play alone."

"My husband is counting the slave family. Then the slave family should leave, so as not to get in the way of your eyes."

"Okay, slave. Hurry up, or it will be difficult for the boss to see you when he is in a hurry.

I don't know that I can't stand the strange cry of the yin and yang of the turbid wind, and pull the turbid wind's hand and go to the front yard. Fortunately, I don't know that the height of picking stars has an advantage, and not many people have looked at them along the way. It's just to see that the delicate woman like Zhuofeng is a little taller than an ordinary woman. When she passes through the gambling hall, she is stunned to attract the green eyes of those rough men.

I don't know how to pick the star and feel the clenched force in my hand, and smile on my face: "Don't be afraid." Then he said loudly to the man in the gambling hall, "All the gamblers, the little one is the little one picking the star building. This is the little wife who is new here. Please cover it in the future."

This completely unattractive sentence of Panzhi suddenly aroused the boos of those men. The people sitting on the court are a little confused when they look at the sudden extra servants, but now it's not the time to ask these questions. They are tired of doing something that have been done in this building for so many years. It has nothing to do with them - and they hang up high.

Huh? It's really strange for a servant to talk to gamblers like this.

Murong Ling easily grinded Dongfang Yue and Dongfang Ciruan out of the box and asked them to accompany her to visit the night market in Guanyue City. He didn't want to see such a scene at the stairs on the second floor. According to Murong Ling's temper, he could say anything. At this moment, he looked at the couple with big hands and big hands and went to the busiest place of the gambling hall.

"Boss..."

"Oh~? The cloth is coming."

I don't know that before picking stars, I had already let my subordinates get angry with the puppet boss in this building, so now I can greet them so smoothly. The latter nodded blightly with white teeth and pushed the turbid wind to the boss to introduce it to him.

bu tou - I don't know the homonym of picking stars, but it doesn't start...

"My husband, you are leaving in a hurry, and I can't breathe~"

The turbid wind looked at the Lord who deliberately gasped, and his heart was gloomy. The weak little wife on her face, holding a handkerchief to cover her chest and feel uncomfortable, which immediately provoked the gambler's whistle and saying, "Little lady, I don't mind giving up the pain in your heart. I'll rub your chest, ah, hahaha."

"Hahahaha..."

"Go, what's the matter with you? Keep playing with yours." The boss waved his sleeves to drive away the men like flies. He looked up at the woman who was taller than him. He glanced at the cloth and frowned deeply and said a word that had nothing to do with this. He was stunned to make the turbid wind and tender: "bu tou, how did you get such a tall wife?"

If she hadn't been seen as good as an ordinary woman, she would have thought that the cloth was pulled by the wrong person.

"Boss, this is the private ** of my couple. As long as you tell me, my mother-in-law can do anything with full strength!" The cloth head came close to the boss's ear and smiled, flirting with the turbid wind that was still in petrified state with his eyes, and said that it was absolutely more affordable than his arm to hire his wife.

When the boss saw that the cloth said so, he straightened his hat and straightened his collar and said, "Well, that's it, tomorrow..."

"You can do things now, boss." The cloth covered the boss's hand and smiled charmingly.

Looking at the anxious little man, the boss couldn't say anything, but added before leaving: "But tonight's wages are not included."

"If you can do it, it is already a great merit that the boss is willing to enjoy a meal. Slowly~" The cloth nodded and sent the puppet boss to the door until it disappeared in sight before turning to the reluctant turbid wind and pulling her up to another yard.

On the way, the boss took a closer look at the little man in the building just now, and he was very happy to think about it. It was the first time to see someone like this. Thinking of this, he hummed the song and shook out of the star picking tower. Estimate to find a day for it to do some work around him: for example, every time he wants to go out to do good deeds, he can ask him to do the family for himself...

It is night, the prosperous dynasty, the imperial capital is in full bloom, and the clouds are drooping. In a dilapidated palace wall, two figures darker than the night stood, bowing slightly. The straight figure behind his hand looked at the people beside him and opened his mouth, faintly:

"Youming, how's things going?"

"Everything is under control, Emperor Xiao, don't worry!"

The clouds dissipated with the cool wind at night, and the late shame was poured into the dilapidated palace wall. The weeds were overgrown, and the house plate fell off and half hung on the frame. The wind creaked and was not gloomy, but the two people who appeared through the clear moon did not realize that it was the prosperous emperor - Xiao Huangbei.

A few months ago, the tower saw another person who was out of the city. At this time, because of the slightly bowed body, he could not see clearly. There was a high and scary forehead, cheekbones and the bridge of the nose. Looking down from the top, there was a bright 'T' word. The rest are hidden in the shadow and difficult to distinguish the true face.

"Well, Fengxi's children are... all right?" Hearing the report from his confidant, Xiao Huangbei calmed down a little and spoke with a little difficulty.

You Ming was stunned and held his fist and lowered his body. Perhaps even Xiao Huangbei himself did not know how weak this sentence was at this time. As a king, how... Youming's whole body was tense, with a very gentle and formalized tone: "At present, he has arrived at Guanyue City, the capital of the Moon, and it is very safe to stay in the star building."

"Is there a small night on the way to prevent them from going?" A sharp swing, and the urgency in his eyes stunned You Ming for a long time. Looking at the enthusiasm in Xiao Huangbei's eyes, he was quite uncomfortable but could only tell the truth: "Yes, but I don't know who did it. I'm trying to find out. Fortunately, they are all in danger all the way.

Xiao Huangbei only touched his emotions with You Ming's words at this time, and finally looked up at the clear moon in the sky and sighed: "You Ming, I regret it now..."